I'm not the girl I was three months ago.


        Change is constant. People adjust, refine, adapt, and modify themselves regularly. It's not something that we should frown upon, but something that should be praised within ourselves and one another. Situations take place that affect you and change you in more ways then one. Most of the time, these changes happen slowly, barely noticeable. 


In my case, it happened fast and I noticed it immediately. 

All within a matter of three months, maybe even less then that, my heart was broken, I lost my job, and those moments that you never ever think would happen to you actually do. I was stuck in a rough spot, and didn't think I can be strong enough to overcome what was going on. I felt as I was being pushed to my limits. 

With time though, my heart healed and I gained faith. Though, if i'm going to be a hundred percent honest with you my faith is still being tested at the moment. I realized who my true friends were. I learned that family is there for you all the time no matter what. I also learned that everyone is fighting a hard battle and that there still are good people out there. 

I've learned a lot about myself mostly within these last three months.

I realized my worth. I gained some confidence and got rid of some insecurities. I realized that I don't need a man in my life to make me feel fulfilled. I can fulfill myself by myself, and a man is someone that should be my equal partner. I learned that life isn't all materialistic and that money does not make you happy. I came to the realization that I was stronger than I actually believed I was.

I don't depend on anyone. I am a strong independent individual who finally stands up for myself. Yes, I am still trying to figure out who I am and yes, I still have insecurities. But I am no longer weak and afraid. I may still be cautious at times, but no longer scared at what life throws at me. 

I don't regret the changes I made within these three months. I don't regret any of my choices. Who I am now isn't afraid to fuck up and make mistakes as long as I learn from them. I no longer look at my past and think "I wish I would've done this differently". I've learned to let things go and not wallow in my sadness. I don't hold my emotions in until I explode. I now look forward and have hope and faith for the future. 

Every loss that I have encountered, with it, I've obtained something new. I haven't figured everything out yet. I'm still only twenty-five years old with a lot more years of making mistakes and messing up to do. Life is going to push me to my limits many times to come, but that's ok. 

and I'm ok with that. 

xoxo. 




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